The whole point of this blog is to bring some coherence into my ramblings. Mostly poetry, yes. But not quite :)
It always helps to have somebody criticize what I've written. At least THEN you know they've read it ....
You'll find pretty much constant whining here. No, I've still not QUITE grown out of it. Do we ever ?
Never ending grumbles... here we come!

Thursday, August 11, 2011

AFT

Assalamualaikum

I'm somebody classified under a category of over-worried idiots. One of those categories is termed AFT - Anxious Flight Tracker.

This essentially means, that if somebody (a close one to me) is going farrr (aeroplany far) away, I tend to keep an eye on the flight status. And eagle eye. A worried eye. A hugely anxious eye.

Statuses. Airports. International trajectories are watched anxiously by my eager eyes. I sometimes think it's abnormal. But ... :(. I just can't help it!

I remember when my Chotpo was flying to the US, she had a bunch of airports to go through, and I remember being extremely anxious for those torturous 24 hours.

The past 24 hours have been even more of a torture. Think about this one. A PIA flight was supposed to land at a local destination in the country at 4.30 in the morning today. The weather in my city had been all rainy, cloudy.. etc. First ever time when i wished it were HOT and NOT cloudy! :S.

But it was. And the PIA update showed 'In-flight' ...30 minutes after it was supposed to show 'Landed' .. ! My panic knew no bound. Shukkar Alhamdulillah, I got the confirmation from the traveler only, that the plane had safely landed. Phew!

Right now, 1/4th of my brain is busy typing this blogpost. The other 75% is anxiously re-loading this page on my cell phone which shows a trajectory of a lil plane which is ..er, *checks again*.. 63 miles to the airport !!.. Uff, jaldi say guzrain yeh erm.. 10 mins? [In a plane that goes 500 miles an hour, 63 miles should be a matter of minutes, right?]..

In these situations, when a plane lands, my heart kind of lands in its right place. Otherwise, it's somewhere in the pit of the stomach I think!

Stupid habit, but un-help-able sometimes.

Hope your Ramadan is going a leetle less doleful than here. *very glum*. Even the weather is drizzly and all er, sad. [on normal days, I would be jumping up and down in this weather].

So long!

PS: *fervently hopes her Sis the Priss wouldn't read this*.. she already thinks I'm a nutcase to worry this much.

T must have asked me a dozen times: "What's wrong with her" and every time I had to say: "YOU know! BFF has left...". Interesting it is cuz you usually don't show things that much; i suppose there is always a first time!!!

About Me

I love reading. Arguing about something worthwhile is my favorite pastime. Limericks bring joy to me. I smile at the elderly - and I love playing with kids.
Life is strange. I'd like to decipher it ..and soon. Since it's way too short too!
Religion is my passion..Quran and Arabic are two of the main things I intend to understand soon.. Insha Allah.
I would like to know what quantum computing is ...
Coherent ? Bet not :P